"You have to cover it with a cloth fence, or you have to quit the game?"

Gu Zhiwei's hand shook, and the few remaining goatees were glorified on the spot, and he was already so angry by Master Hong that he smoked in the upper seven orifices and flamed in the lower two orifices. If anyone refuels at this time, Old Man Gu will be able to turn into a Diamond Monkey and soar into the sky on the spot.

It's so arrogant! Threatening the judges so nakedly is simply unprecedented, and it is unprecedented for the ancients, Gu Zhiwei really wants to smash a mineral water bottle to make this product sober and sober.

But the temptation of being a judge and curiosity still calmed down Gu Zhiwei.

Challenging the 'Little National Chef' Kong Deming with Sanmei Tofu? It's like a village girl who puts on what she thinks is the best flower dress, smears a stick oil on her face and challenges Xiangjiang Xiao~ Sister. If it happens, it's called 'turning decay into magic', and if you lose, you don't know how thick the sky is!

Sanmei tofu, which only has cabbage and tofu as the main ingredients, stands to reason that it can't fight the nine-turn intestine and soup explosion double crispy no matter what, this guy dares to say so wildly, is there really material?

Nowadays, the food world is changing, and Lu cuisine, which once held the eight major cuisines of beef ear, has fallen far behind Cantonese cuisine, Sichuan cuisine and other cuisines, Gu Zhiwei really wants to see a person who can revitalize Lu cuisine appear, and this expectation has also made his tolerance that should have been zero skyrocket.

The old man pursed his lips, glared at Master Hong viciously, and actually endured this breath: "Okay, I promise you too! Hong Tieniu, you must not let my old man down, otherwise, hehehehehe"

The last two sneers, as if a cold wind suddenly blew in the summer, made the villagers in the audience can't help but shrink their necks, this old man is really angry, Hong Lao Liu, you can do it

***

There is strength in numbers. Folks, your family will get a piece, my family will get a piece, and then find some good needlework girls to embroider, embroider, embroider, embroider red flags, and soon a cloth fence with a length of 20 meters will be done. Then find some bamboo poles and branches to stand on the ground, Master Hong and his stove were suddenly surrounded inside, looking from a distance, like a team pulling wild operas in the countryside.

Kong Deming glanced at Bu Weizi, snorted slightly, reached out and took out a wild rooster from the chicken coop next to his feet, cut off the head of the chicken with a knife, and then quickly removed the hair and disemboweled, and the technique was extremely skillful.

This is just to get a chicken gizzard, and if it were a normal day, this kind of rough work would even be disdained by his second chef. But Kong Deming is doing it himself today, that is, he wants to make every link of this 'oil explosion double crispy' perfect.

"I want to see it today, just with cabbage and tofu, how can you fight with me!"

Kong Deming had a knife in his hand, like a skillful woman's needle, cutting and twisting, playing a kitchen knife like a snowflake, and pieces of chicken gizzards that seemed to be transparent suddenly appeared on the vegetable table.

"Good guy, in the end, we are the descendants of Lu Cai, and we are not opponents just looking at this knife work?"

The two special third and special second level chefs invited by Shangzha Village were stupid. To achieve a 'crispy' word, the chicken gizzard must first be cut to a very thin level, and it is best to achieve a difference of only two or three microns in the thickness of each slice to achieve the peak of this dish, otherwise it will be difficult for the chef to achieve perfection even if the chef has a good grasp of the oil temperature and heat.

Looking at Kong Deming's knife technique, it is no longer something that can be achieved by hard work alone, this must be a first-class talent.

These two chefs are also from Lu cuisine, and naturally they have worked this dish, so when they take a look, they know that there is no need to compare, and they are not Kong Deming's opponents at all.

"The little national chef is the little national chef, the one named Hong Tieniu, even if he has some ability, he can't win. After all, Sanmei tofu is congenitally deficient, how can it fight with such a big dish as the nine-turn large intestine and the soup is bursting with double crispy? Old Gu, I see that you are out of sight this time, and you actually let a junior fool you in front of so many people. ”

Chang Aiguo, an old officialdom, twisted his beard and smiled. Since he presided over the compilation of "The Recipe of the World", he has always regarded himself as the number one foodie in the world, but he still let Gu Zhiwei steal the limelight, and he has long been unhappy in his heart, and this time he finally seized the opportunity to ridicule Gu Zhiwei fiercely.

"Hmph, Hong Tieniu is not a fool, if he dares to let go of his wild words in front of us, he must have something to rely on. Aren't you curious?"

Gu Zhiwei smiled faintly.

"Yes? If he has relied on it, then why hasn't he done it yet? My old man has no ears, and I can hear him if he uses a knife. ”

"Also, is this kid really a madman?" Gu Zhiwei glanced at the cloth bib and frowned.

At this time, some of the villagers who couldn't hold their breath also approached, one surrounded Kong Deming, and admired his superb knife work;

There were more and more people, and Zhou Yi also called out to Zhu Xiaohua and they walked outside the cloth fence and stopped to watch

"I said, the third child of the Zhang family, don't you squeeze my daughter-in-law, beware of beating you!"

"Osmanthus, you widow's family, why are you here to join in the fun? Beware of those second-rate people taking advantage of you. Quick, come to the fourth brother's side."

"Hey, what are you squeezing?"

When there are many people, there are many things, and if you are touched by me, some people will quarrel. Village officials in several villages were busy maintaining order, but the more they maintained, the more chaotic they became.

Zhu Xiaohua was afraid that the 'flowers' would be taken advantage of, so she hurriedly escorted her and squeezed out, but where could she still get out? When she turned her head, she couldn't even see Guan Wei and Zhou Yi.

At the most chaotic moment, Zhou Yi slipped down suddenly, squeezed out a crack, and his body was short, and he entered the cloth fence unconsciously. Those who were squeezed by him turned around and wanted to scold, but they couldn't find their next home.

"Hey, don't squeeze it, Hong Lao Liu is starting to cook!"

A rapid knife sound suddenly came from inside the cloth fence. Hearing this sound of knives, the people gathered outside suddenly fell silent, and all of them showed a demeanor of listening attentively.

It's just so good!

The sound of this knife is not only fast, but also seems to contain rhythm, which is better than the Huqin played by the Wang Laohu Troupe. The folks don't have any musical literacy, and they can't compare to those talent ~ show judges on TV, who can come up with a lot of theories when they catch a contestant and sneeze, but they just feel that this voice is good and loves to listen.

But when this voice reached the ears of several judges, the feeling was completely different.

Yang Cai was smiling and watching the chaotic mountain people scolding the cow in the village, and was thinking about how to express this rural culture in the form, when the sound of the knife suddenly entered her ears, this girl was immediately stunned, and her face was full of surprise and incredulous expressions.

The rhythmic sound of the knife reminded her of the symphony she had heard in Videna last year

Several old men and judges were also petrified in an instant. After a while, Gu Zhiwei muttered: "Enjoying the sound of knives, isn't this a knife technique that only the ancient kitchen god Blistering had?

"Lao Gu, you heard it right, you heard it right!"

It has to be said that people are often patriotic, old revolutionary veterans, who fought hard battles on the battlefield back then. He jumped half a foot high excitedly, and grabbed Gu Zhiwei's arm: "It's his mother's voice, it can't be wrong, it can't be wrong! Old Gu, your eyesight is good, and you're about to catch up with me."

ps: It's almost there, the first taste of the world is about to appear, in the next chapter! Originally, I wanted to write this chapter together, but after so long, I must write something new, let me think about it again

Brothers, the big ~ aunt is here again, the first place on our head should have been off the list at three o'clock in the afternoon, but it hasn't moved at all

The brother down here is desperate for a recommendation ticket, what should we do? You know :)

Thank you in advance :)